Memories Made With My Dad!

 

My dad and I are very close and are like two peas in a pod. As long as I can remember I’ve been tagging along doing something or another with dad, whether its fishing, riding horses, or just working on the truck or tractor, I’ve been by his side. This year I decided I wanted to go hunting, I hadn’t been in ages and figured I’d love some deer meat and knowing dad it’s gonna be an experience.

It was probably opening morning, as I was sitting on my rock, yes a rock I don’t have a fancy deer stand and really don’t want one, I was thinking about how lucky I was to be able to just have the time to spend with my dad. Not everyone is as lucky as I am to be able to spend time with my dad and make those memories. The Trace Adkins song Just Fishin came to mind.

I’m lost with her there holding that pink rod and reel.
She’s doing almost everything but sitting still.
Talkin’ ’bout her ballet shoes and training wheels..and her kittens.

And she thinks we’re just fishin’.

I say “Daddy loves you, baby” one more time.
She says, “I know, I think I’ve got a bite.”
And all this laughing, crying, smiling, dying here inside is what I call living.

And she thinks we’re just fishin’ by the riverside, throwing back what we could fry, drowning worms and killing time. 
Nothing too ambitious. 
She ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout what’s really going on right now but I guarantee this memory’s a big’un.
And she thinks were just fishin’

She’s already pretty like her mama is.
Gonna drive the boys all crazy, give her daddy fits.
And I better do this every chance I get cause time is tickin’ (yeah it is)

And she thinks we’re just fishin’ by the riverside, throwing back what we could fry, drowning worms and killing time.
Nothing too ambitious.
She ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout what’s really going on right now but I guarantee this memory’s a big’un.
And she thinks we’re just fishin’.

She ain’t even thinking bout what’s really going on right now but I guarantee this memory’s a big’un.
And she thinks we’re just fishin’.

Yeah
Ohh she thinks we’re just fishin’. 
We ain’t just fishin’.
This ain’t about fishin’.

Before the hunting excursion of ours had started, I just thought hey this is just gonna be hunting with dad, hope I get a big ‘un, but by the end, I realized these are the moments that most people pass by and don’t realize that they mean something to someone else. These moments with my dad are priceless and something I can never go back and do, I have to make these memories now and live in the moment.

Sadly I didn’t get a big buck or even a deer for that matter, but I did see 10 of the buggers. The memories made during our hunting trips are worth way more than any prized deer could ever mean.

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